The world is clinically insane and we urgently need to understand this simple truth. This has to be the starting point of any investigation into the nature of life in this ‘reality’. Start anywhere else and the plot is already lost never to be recovered. So here endeth the first lesson: the world is bloody mad ... potty, batty, cuckoo and completely off its rocker. A rocker has rarely ever been so ‘off’. Once you realise this, life gets easier to deal with. It’s when need you try to make sense of something that is insane that it really cooks your noodle and projects you into a lifetime of jaw- dropping bewilderment. ‘It must be me’, I hear people say. ‘The world can’t be that crazy, that stupid, that, well, clinically insane. It must be me.’ No, no. That’s the big mistake. It’s not you. The world is that crazy, that stupid, that, well, clinically insane. I would say that we need an army of psychiatrists to sort it out, except that whenever I have encountered psychiatrists it has struck me that they were themselves in need of help from their own profession.